” I grabbed the hem of her skirt and pulled it up.“No sir, please don’t do that.”“You’re wearing bad-girl underpants I see.”She replied,...“At my age, I’m not going to wear granny panties.”“Maybe you should; all these are good for is to show off to boys.”I got my hands under the waistband and pulled them down, “Your behind’s a little red, I see, but not nearly enough.”“Sir, I think I’ve learned my lesson.”“We’re just starting, Miss Weinberg; your ample buttocks were made to be corrected.” Nobody. One station before, suddenly lot many people got in then we expected in the afternoon. They rushed in with the Mumbai style of boarding the train and I was pushed on her side by people getting in. It happened instantaneously and she had no time to cover up. I was pressed against her body with her boobs now touching and pressed on my chest. This continued for a full minute and could feel her nipples growing and growing hard.Once the train started I straightened myself up and said sorry to her. I set the thermos down on the counter as I went to my room. I didn't even bother to undress, just fell on the bed, asleep before I quit bouncing."Jon! Jonnnn! If you don't get up, we are going to be late for my fitting." What time is it anyway, Sally?" It's eight in the morning and your feet stink. Didn't you bathe while you were gone?" What time is your appointment?" It's at eleven and I want to have breakfast at Denny's before we get there." Ok, get me a cup of coffee and I'll shower and get. “Yes Ma’am. I’m Josey, and I’m here to see about getting some insurance on my farm, my other properties, and my cattle operation, when we get it up and running.”Both these tall slender women have light blonde hair down to their hips, blue eyes, and friendly smiles. Neither have titties as big as a softball, but damn, are they both beautiful, or what?I had already picked out which one I thought was Sandra and I just knew the one walking straight toward me, smiling with her hand extended - is.